Oh the razor blade, that's what I call love
Oh bet you pick it up and mess around with it
If I put it down
It gets extremely complicated; anything
To forget everything
Got to take me out, at least once a week
Whether I'm in your arms or I'm at your feet
I know exactly what you're thinking
You won't say it now
But in your heart it's loud
Oh no, my feelings are more important than yours
Oh, Drop dead, I don't care, I won't worry.
There you go
Oh the razor blade, wish it would snap this rope
The world is in your hand or it slits your throat
At times it's not that complicated anything
to forget everything
He would never talk, but he was not shy
She was a street smart girl, but she could not lie
They were perfect for each other; say it now
'Cause in your heart it's loud
Oh no, my feelings are more important than yours
Oh, Drop dead, I don't care, I won't wear it
Oh!
Sweetheart, your feelings are more important, of course, of course
Everyone who wanted everything that we would take from them
I don't wanna know, I don't wanna know, tell me tell me tell me tell me
No, don't, okay
